Went for training today.

How I missed rowing with the nteam. The power in each stroke, the glide, the wind in your face, water everywhere. Haha.

Some slight changes to the starting stroke technique. Was a little boggled about it at first, but Johnson helped me sort it out.

There's 2 new guys in the team. Looks like they're fitting in just fine.

Managed to keep up with them for the run today. omgwtf.... must be the first time. maybe bmt did a little little good lah.

And I just realized that the level of english which I have been logging my entries in has been deproving. NS IS MAKING ME DUMB DAMNIT!

Hence to maintain my standard of english I shall now attempt to construct proper sentences and omit singlish to a certain degree.

I met up with Tianhong after training. Had a long talk.

His hair's grown back to what it used to be during school days. Reminds me of the time we were so young and carefree. It seemed like just yesterday when I was following him around the swimming pool, school track and gym for another session of secret training.

He's still quite a realist. Although he calls himself a pessimist... its true somewhat but I prefer the term realist because he does think of solutions to the problems which he encounters. He's always been ahead of me. Now there are so many aspects in business and finance which he was attempting to divulge to me.

But there must be a way. I remember the time when he used to complain about the team to me. But I went out there are and explored his suggestions, then came back and rebuilt the foundation. I'm quite pleased with the success of the inculcation of values and discipline into the new generation's exco. So in the end, despite the grim outlook a couple of years back; after some hard work its paid off.

And then there's a new problem now. Should I press on in my vocation? Or start planning to affirm a better attachment out to SAFSA? I told him about my grand plans.

"You take sports too seriously." He poked at me.

Maybe. Maybe I need that struggle to make life worth living in a way.

Training tomorrow morning.. its late. End log.